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- When your child yells at you: Expecting and teaching respectful behavior
- 5 Tips to Stop the 'Strike out Tantrums:' Hitting, Biting, Kicking and Name-calling
- Do punishments teach? Does a child need to suffer to learn?
- No More Begging to Get Your Child to Do What you Ask
- Ten Steps to a Peaceful Bedtime for Your Spirited Child
Late bedtimes, disrupted routines, unsolicited advice, too much sugar and CLUTTER from all the gifts bringing you down? Here are seven steps to help you REBOUND from the post-holiday blues.
The screams are unexpected, always profoundly embarrassing. This time the waiter trigger it, by announcing that chicken nuggets were no longer available despite being listed on the menu.
What to do When Your Child Melts Down and Does Not Want You out of His Sight.
What do you do when your child hits you? Not a swipe mind you, but a fisted punch?
Summer is supposed to fun. Time to be outside, visit family, attend festivals and fairs or go the beach but it also makes us even more vulnerable to those dreaded public melt down moments.
Two thirds of our “sensing cells” are in our gut – that’s why when your child wakes in the morning and you know before he’s even gotten out of bed that it’s a going to be a lousy day you get that “kick in the gut” sensation.
My spirited son has just turned eight. We had a party, a small gathering of friends which works well for him. He had a great day. Today his behavior is horrid. He is very easily frustrated, yelling and rude.
I just needed a few things and didn’t want to have to take all the kids to the store after school, so I fed my youngest lunch then hopped in the car. We didn’t even get through the door before she threw herself down on the ground screaming because I tried to put her in the cart. I almost died of embarrassment.